POETRY#4

The Colonel's Plea (In Wartime)

I ache for reconciliation
With that moment in time
With that raped space in the world
That knows me unkind

I bother peace of mind
To figure out this puzzling mime
Just a corpse armed with an ego
That knows me as a lie

I rally for love
That is deaf to my words
That is blind to my actions
Not pewter dust flying off my pocket walls
But knows me better than me